Indian Gay Sex Story of The Forbidden Family Fruit: 5

Desi Gay Porn Story: Hello again. Varun here, back with another story to rain fire in your pants.. You can read story from beginning HERE. Also, read the last part HERE. I received tremendously positive feedback on my last stories, which prompted me to share more experiences.

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You can write to me suggesting any changes I can make to my style of writing, to make it more enjoyable. I’ll start narrating my story as Junaid, the fan who sent this experience to convert into the story. Up until now, you read how the sexual escapades started between me and my cousin Hussain, and our passionate kinky makeout session, followed by the steamy encounter in shower.

The cold shower started washing up the signs of dirtiness my body so proudly carried, from the cum all over my chest, to the ice cream on my nipples, and the sweat from my last rendezvous. My ass was also covered with dried up sticky chocolate that bhaijaan licked, and he cleaned it himself, with his strong fingers.

While cleaning, one, and then two of his fingers ventured deeper, into my already opened up hole, and I showed my appreciation with a deep moaning sigh. Up until now, I was being dominated by bhaijaan, and he had explored my body fully, while I have not had the chance. I used this occasion fully, feeling his chest, running my hands over his sturdy shoulder muscles, feeling his back, and ending up with both my hands into the V of his pelvis, the very shape and muscularity of which drove my crazy with lust.

I entered his hair, while locking with his lips in a passionate kiss, and using my hand to hold his almost erect penis and stroking it. I took some soap in my hand, and started applying on his dick, stroking it simultaneously. Soap provided lubrication, making my strokes very quick which must have excited him more, as he closed his eyes and rested one of his hands on shower wall, for support.

I decided to be a little naughtier, so while stroking him with one hand, I slipped another hand to his balls, and continued navigating along side his skin reaching his ass.

Remembering how much bhaijaan loved when I rimmed him earlier today, I slipped a finger, covered with soap near his hole and circled it well. He suddenly opened his eyes, almost reading my mind, and I thought he would just stop me. Rather, he just smiled, closed his eyes again and spread his legs a little more for me to explore further.

That’s all the sign I needed, so I invaded his hole with a finger, which slid in relatively easily, thanks to soap. His ass was tight, and I feel I was the first one to have evaded its sanctity. He loved my finger in there, as I could feel his sphincter muscles relax.

I took advantage and slid it in and out a few times before slyly adding another to the voyager. He took those two very calmly, almost like a pro, and his dick, which I was massaging with another hand seemed to enjoy being stimulated from both ends.

Bhaijaan seemed to have lost any connection with the physical world and have landed on a different domain. I sat down to help my case, such that I was sitting very close to his dick, and my face was right between his legs, which gave me a spectacular view of his dick and his ass both from below.

This continued for about 10 more minutes, before bhaijaan stopped me and removed my hand from his dick, while my fingers still rested inside him. He washed his dick then, with running water from the shower, pulled my face a little up, and stuffed it in there. Now he was face fucking me, right in the shower while I was finger fucking his asshole.

He didn’t last even 5 minutes, and without any warning, contracted his ass, and screamed “Ahh, ahh” a few times. I was prepared for it. He shot it directly down my throat and I wasn’t in a mood to waste even a drop. I drank it thirstily like a bitch, and drained him completely.

Then I removed the fingers, stood up and kissed him. He seemed satisfied, and I having felt his body, having enjoyed his taste and having given him this satisfaction, was elated beyond desire. We moved to the bedroom, while I wiped him and myself with the towel. He was so spent he fell on the bed, right then, just like that, completely naked.

I laid beside him, my hands over his chest, playing with his hair, finally resting them over his abdominal muscles as I saw him drown into sleep. While the night hasn’t gone the way I had planned, I was happy it turned out to be so much more voyeuristic. He looked so much peaceful, sleeping like a baby, naked.

Before sleeping, I had switched on the air conditioning, and the direct blast made bhaijaan’s nipples very stiff. I brought a comforter to cover him, while leaving his nipples open. Afterall, I wanted to enjoy that scene. I slowly circled his nipples with my index finger, watching him sleep so peacefully.

Why wouldn’t he, he just shot a big wad of load. Just then an idea came to me, something I wanted to try for a long time. I kissed both his nipples, and to check how deep his sleep is, bit one of them. He didn’t move much, which prompted me well. I went further down, inside the comforter, and took his limp cock in my mouth, resting my head on one of his thick thighs.

I just lay there, his dick in my mouth. The idea was to keep the dick I there the whole night, so that as soon as he gets morning wood, or if he gets an erection at night, it would hit my throat and wake me up, with a singular purpose of satisfying that erection. However, I felt my ass still open, like an unbent soldier, unyielding until it gets its desire.

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After a while, I slept off, just like that, with the smell of his manliness all around me, engulfing me tight. After few hours, maybe somewhere in the middle of the night, I felt some movement, but I was in deep sleep, so I figured it must be my dream. However, I could feel the ground moving now, and to add to that, in few minutes, I felt like I saw flashes of lightning.

If this were a dream, it was an extremely realistic one. I somehow opened my eyes to find myself lying alone on the bed, with no sign of bhaijaan. I tuned around, and another flash of lighting hit my eyes. Was I still dreaming?

How will Hussain satisfy this hunger in my hole? Continue reading the next part here for that, And write for more to me, at [email protected]. You can follow me and connect on instagram also, @indian_men_xperiences.